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Life Sucks.
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Being a mother to two beautiful girls (ages newborn and three), survivor of infertility, dealing with post-partum depression.
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- Anecdotes (2)
- Baby Milestones (1)
- daily happenings (1)
- Dealing with PPD (2)
- Delivery Healing (2)
- Discipline (1)
- pregnancy number 4 (122)
- Pregnancy Number 4 (5)
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February
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- Levels
- Appointment and Final Ultrasound
- When God Speaks
- Definitely Out of Limbo-Land
- Roller Coaster
- Picking Up
- Bugs
- Nothing is Ever Straightforward
- Stop and Think
- Checking In
- Results Are In
- OB Appointment / Ultrasound
- 7 Weeks
- Hope is a cruel thing
- The Beginning of the End
- Anniversaries
- Making Appointments
- someone's idea of a sick joke?
- 6 Weeks and Counting!
- You Think......?!
- Certifiable
- 5 Weeks!
- Duh!
- The Midwife
- Pains
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February
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
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